So what does it feel like to have finished? Well, my attitude in the chemo ward ("day care" as they call it at Princess Margaret to distinguish it from inpatient care) was 180° from my attitude during the first session. I was excited to get started. I had a huge smile on my face for most of the session. But now that chemo is done... what do I do now? My surgery date will be determined by the results of the various scans I have next week due to a loverly complicating case of DVT that I got during chemo. Will the cancer come back while my surgeon is working out a crafty plan to make recovery from surgery as uneventful as possible? So I guess now the recurrence fears will start up in earnest. I'm back to big unknowns - the thing that makes cancer so scary.
Anyway without further delay, here is a pictorial account of my last chemo day.
|And here is yours truly in my celebratory purple wig, all hooked up to my meds (Herceptin in this photo). I love this wig; I always get tons of compliments and questions when I wear it.|
|<sarcasm>And now for the fun part!</sarcasm> I hated having to bring my finger tips and toes to the brink of frostbite everytime I got docetaxel. Never again! I'm doubled up on pre-heated blankets in this shot and I was still cold.|
|Getting ready to ring the bell. I will still be coming in every three weeks for Herceptin infusions, but Herceptin isn't technically chemo so the nurses let me ring the bell to celebrate ending the nasty part of the treatment.|
|Wailing on that bell!|
|Obligatory closed eye smile shot. I did it! (Not sure who that dude in the background is or what he was doing...)|